Mesmerizing Ghost Doctor Chapter 3: I am Feng Jiu

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"Damn it!" The man glanced at the blood oozing out of his chest, gave an angry shot, and violently stepped forward and kicked her abdomen again, cursing, "Get up, don't pretend to be dead." !" While speaking, she stretched out her hand and pulled the skirt of her clothes, lifted the person and threw the person into the big bed.

The severe head pain and the pain in the abdomen made the person who had fainted frowned slightly, and there seemed to be a voice in her mind crying, which made her feel irritated: "Shut up!"

With a cold drink, he opened his eyes and couldn't help but wrinkle his brows tightly. There was indeed a voice crying in his mind, and there was a wretched man with only a pair of underpants in front of him, staring at her with a wicked look.

A glance over the disgusting body of the wretched man, she looked at the antique room, her lips pressed into a line.

In my mind, the crying voice seemed to have been stunned when she snorted coldly, but it also stopped.

"Huh! It's useless to know that it's useless to pretend to be dead, right? It's better to have fun with your master, or else, your master has a way to clean up you!" Then she turned to Feng Qingge sitting on the bed like a hungry wolf Pounce.

"Looking for death!" She snorted with a look of disgust, bent her knees and raised her feet and kicked the wretched man who rushed up.

"Bang! Hmm!"

The wretched man was kicked indifferently, and his whole body fell on the ground like a toad and snorted. He recovered and quickly got up, staring at the woman sitting on the bed, twisting his fist and shaking his fist. Go up: "Smelly woman! Dare to kick Lao Tzu and see if Lao Tzu won't kill you!"

It’s just that, what surprised him was that she caught the fist she swiped out, and she did not know what technique she used to clasp his hand and then fold it down, only to hear the cracking sound of broken bones, which was painful. His face turned pale and screamed instinctively, but a pair of cold hands clasped his throat, a click suddenly came out, his forehead tilted, his eyes fell straight and straight, until he died, even screaming. Could not call out.

Time seems to stop at this moment, and the sound of the room is silent, so quiet that you can hear a needle falling on the ground.

At this moment, the girl sitting on the bed stretched out her white and slender fingers and looked at her. Her brows were raised lightly, and a slightly evil smile appeared on her lips, but her The evil smile matched the ruined face, and it felt weird and creepy no matter how you looked at it.

Maybe the dead man first confessed that he didn’t have to come in no matter what the room was making. Therefore, even though the two men guarding outside heard the sound of beating and beating inside, they thought, it should be the man who abused it. The girl, so she didn't care.

The **** the bed went to sit down in front of the Linghua mirror and looked at the horrible face reflected in the mirror. She narrowed her eyes and tapped her fingers on the dressing table with a small sound. A thin knock.

"Go ahead! Who are you?" She looked in the mirror, as if talking to herself.

However, just after her voice fell, there was a crying voice in her mind: "I am Feng Qingge, who are you?"

"Feng Jiu." She opened her mouth and said, "You should be dead, right? What do you leave a ray of remnant thoughts in my mind?"

"I'm not reconciled! I hate it! Su Ruoyun, Su Ruoyun made me miserable..." The crying voice echoed in his mind with resentment.

Feng Jiu was silent for a long time without speaking, just listening to the voice in her mind crying, a scream of unwillingness and resentment spread from her mind to her heart, making her feel that she doesn’t belong. She feels angrily.